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A/N: I hadn't realized until now that the horizontal rules, in this chapter and the next, had somehow gotten removed, which combined sections that were not meant to be combined. I apologize if that was confusing for anyone and the problem has now been fixed.

Procrastination

"I wonder what happened," Petra mused, looking across the dining hall at the trainees from the 104th squad. "They've been playing that game for so long now, it is strange to see it stopped."

"Maybe they just got bored," Gunter suggested. "You can only play 'Truth or Dare' for so long before people start getting tired of it."

"Or they all start fighting," Erd added.

"I just can't get rid of the feeling that something happened."

"What does it matter anyway what those brats do?" Auruo asked. He then tried to tsk like Levi often did, but only succeeded in biting his tongue so hard it bled. Erd gave him a handkerchief.

"That's what you get for trying to be someone else," Petra scolded. "Why can't you just act like yourself?"

Across the room, the trainees were involved in their own conversations, split into four distinct groups: Eren, Mikasa and Armin; Reiner, Bertholdt, Ymir, and Christa; and Sasha and Connie. Jean, the only missing member, walked in a few minutes later, carrying his dinner in one hand.

"Half of the week's already passed," Reiner remarked, then added a few seconds later in a taunting tone, "You both too chicken to do it?"

"Confessing to your love is a challenging thing," Christa replied in the two boys' defense.

All of the trainees knew the general description of the dare, even if they didn't know the specifics. The only three who knew those were Eren, Jean, and Connie and the two headstrong boys had bullied the third into keeping his mouth shut. It was essential that the subjects of the dares did not find out about it from another source.

Jean snorted derisively. "Eren just doesn't want to get beat up."

"I don't see you doing it either, Horse-face."

"You wanna do this now?" Jean asked, standing up abruptly.

Eren stood up too and whispered into Jean's ear, a smug grin on his face "She's right here."

Mikasa yanked Eren out of the way before Jean's fist could connect with his face. "Enough."

"Three more days, Jaeger," Jean said warningly, then turned back to his lunch.

It didn't take three more days. Many of the trainees gasped when Jean walked into the dining hall with a bright red cheek, the spot slowly morphing into the shape of a hand. It looked like it might end up bruising later.

"Are you alright?" Bertholdt asked in concern.

Sasha tried to speak with her mouth full, but no one could understand what she was saying, so she quickly swallowed and asked her question. "What happened?"

"Two more days," Jean said. "You'd better do it, Jaeger. I'm not kissing you."

"So that's what happened," Armin remarked, glancing at Mikasa, who was calmly eating her lunch and completely ignoring Jean.

He had guessed long ago that Jean had a crush on her, so it was no surprise that she had been the subject his dare. Also, with Annie gone, none of the other girls would have hit him quite that hard. Armin couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the other boy. It wasn't his fault that Mikasa's feelings toward her foster brother were...complicated.

Eren didn't like this. He didn't like this one bit. He had been hoping that Jean would bail out, so that he would have an excuse not to complete his half of the dare either, but now that Jean had confessed to Mikasa he had no choice. It was either kiss Levi or kiss Jean. At least he might get some enjoyment from the first option before his life became a living hell, if he survived that long.

Jean sat down next to Eren, squeezing in between him and Mikasa. He leaned over and muttered "I even kissed her too, so you can't complain that it wasn't a fair bet."

Eren glared. "If I was going to, I would have done that earlier."

"Two days."

"I know."

"Oi, shitty brat, what the hell do you want?" Levi demanded, fed up with the boy's constant staring.

He was used to Eren's presence while he was working. It was a common occurrence, since the members of his squad took turns guarding the boy and Levi couldn't just abandon his other duties when it was his turn. But this was just weird. For about the past week, whenever they had been stuck with each other, Eren had been acting...strangely, and this was the strangest of all. He had spent the entire morning just staring at Levi, but always quickly looked away as soon as their gazes met.

"Nothing!" Eren protested, his face burning a bright red, then added a second later, "sir."

"Then stop staring."

The boy focused his gaze onto his shoes for a few minutes, but it slowly creeped up until it was on Levi again.

"Don't you have something else to do? A book to read or some equally stupid way to waste your time that involves not staring at me?"

"Does it bother you?"

"No."

Eren tried not to stare, but he couldn't help it. He was trying to figure out how and when he was going to complete the dare. There wasn't much time, only as many hours as there were between now and tomorrow night. His eyes returned to Levi.

"Jaeger!"

"Sorry."

He wasn't.

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